Hard to Reject Your Hospitality

Mrs. Kong asked as she moved slowly towards the door. Not that she didn't want to walk faster, but her body didn't allow it. This was already her fastest speed.

"It's me, Zhuang Zhuang. I'm back…"

Zhuang Zhuang pressed his ear against the door and listened to the commotion inside. Then, he shouted happily.

When Mrs. Kong heard Zhuang Zhuang's voice, she immediately sped up.

It was the same for Mr. Kong, who was resting in the rocking chair. When he heard that his beloved disciple had returned, he sat up abruptly. In an instant, every part of his body felt invigorated.

"Zhuang Zhuang…"

Putting down his feet, Mr. Kong quickly put on his shoes. He was so excited that his beard could barely hide his flushed face. While making his way out, he did not forget to respond to Zhuang Zhuang.

Seeing that the old woman couldn't open the door after fiddling for a long time, he couldn't help but urge her, "Hurry up."

"Got it!"